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knock - big mello lyrics

(-talking-)
remind me to whoop your -ss good, next time i see you

[hook – 2x]
i make it n-ggy-n-ggy-knock y’all
up and down, the biggy-block y’all
and now you know, it don’t stop y’all
and now you know i got ya, all y’all

[big mello]
i stick my finger in the ground, and turn the whole world round
i make all these little playa hating punks, bow down
move around right about now, i got this locked
my southside body rock, keep trunks on knock
i rock spots keep it hot, and it’s me yo mi caliente
what que paso ese, me el presidente
don dada, i set it off like osama
blow the spot like uni-bombers, see i bring the drama
my raps attack tracks, emcees back-back
step to me on that mic, i’m like lyrical anthrax
deadly track -ss-ssin, known for smashing and crashing
egotistical rappers, i drop em all like c-ssius
burn they -sses to ashes, shatter em like gl-sses
whether flipping my tongue, or flowing slow as mol-sses
i’m cl-ssic like c0ke, my flows hook em like dope
and when it’s all said and done, it was murder i wrote

[hook – 2x]

[big mello]
it’s the return of the body rocker, trunk knocker
hip hopper, making woofers sing like an opera
when i creep i beat the block up, with my gangsta boogie
working wood like a vet, now watch me sw-ng on these rookies
lil’ cats move around, when my slab come down
i pop a trunk lighting up, southside h-town
i’m a 84 sw-nger, gator backbone crawler
i-10 eighteen wheel, heavyweight hauler
big boss giving orders, hiram-clarke night stalker
bout it bout it like them boys, way down in new orleans
see i make the trunk beat huh, break the concrete
my amps overheat, when i peep

[hook – 2x]

[big mello]
i come down chunk the deuce, out the d-mn hollywood
sideways on rick’s, working wood looking good
i sw-ng through the southside, f-ck a god d-mn vine
i put them sw-ngas in your life, and all you jackers gon mind
run up on me i’m dumping, i bar none fade all
i’ma crawl through the south, west, east and the nawf
tal’n bout what it do, don’t like it n-gga f-ck you
sw-ng on me, you get your -ss ran through
already c-cked and ready, strap lay by my belly
coming down knocking nelly, on biscuit and jelly
represent the d-mn south, out of town i act bad
down here we don’t rent, we pay our sh-t straight cash
all you video cappers, with them borrowed -ss bentleys
f-ck your motherf-cking 20’s, what you do don’t offend me
i ain’t barring that foreign, i hit the slab on 4’s
with them low pro fo’s, southside gon hold

[hook – 4x]

- big mello lyrics

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